keep coming around [Chorus] Do you remember We used to greet the dawn Singing and swaying to a love song Now I see the sun rise Through bloodshot eyes And it's another whiskey dawn
a prayer for a brighter day Whiskey or God Bring salvation to me I wake up in the mornin after sufferin thru the night Not knowin' at the dawn is gonna
and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn Sipping whiskey
smile and catch the groove Gothic girls all dress in black Serious as heart attacks It takes a little bit of getting used to The old man with the whiskey
drums In a saintly compromise No more whiskey slurs No more blonde haired girls For your whole eternal life And you'll do the dance That was choreographed At the very dawn
dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken town fight In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who's born On a hot muggy morn By the dawn's early
were suffered Vile threats were uttered and challenges offered On the Cumberland riverboat, "E.W. Stephens" Daggers were drawn on pistols pulled Staggering ?til dawn filled up with whiskey
: (Paddy Moloney/Elvis Costello) I knew of two sisters whose name it was Christmas And one was named Dawn of course, the other one was named Eve I wonder
glasses, I move with ease In my convertible breeze. Martini whiskey on the rocks life on the top my party never stops! Winner A dusk to dawn sinner
drunk, again You're stoned, again Let's f*ck, again Till dawn, again I'm drunk, again You're stoned, again Let's f*ck, again Till dawn, again The more
cold but their hearts are so warm A country band playin' down the street just a little ways They're whiskey wild, they keep it up until dawn [Chorus
and drank the beers and crawled back home at dawn And ended up a barman in the morning I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down
ease In my convertible breeze. (So Lucky!) Martini whiskey on the rocks Life on the top My party never stops! (So Lucky!) Winner a dusk to dawn sinner
ve been feeling blue, I think I need a little drink or two. Be my friend, tell me where the place is, Where the whiskey flows and the dices roll till dawn
In a saintly compromise No more whiskey slurs No more blonde haired girls For your whole eternal life And you'll do the dance That was choreographed At the very dawn
fall He's waitin' for the mail to come He's waitin' for the dawn again Old man on a farm Milk the cow Slop the pigs Sweepin' out the chicken house Drinkin' whiskey